Justin Trudeau
I was living in downtown Kelowna and hiking Knox had become a regular occurrence.
A jog down the beach and you were there, and the views of the lake and city were incentive on their own.
The radio mentioned that the PM would be in town and was scheduled to hike Knox.
My friend wanted to get a photo with him and so we figured we'd meet him at the peak.
I found myself more fascinated and preoccupied with the armed, plainclothes officers we encountered on our otherwise regular hike.
I'd met a few politicians before, but none with secret, armed pre-eminent escorts.
When the PM arrived he shook hands with us and another couple that had been waiting for the meeting. Someone took a photo for us.
Afterwards, while conversing with my friend, they remarked that
"I looked into his eyes and it was like there was nobody there"
and I had no rebuttal.
My personal opinion was that he was a kind've a plain guy, unremarkable really if not for his excessive company.
I appreciated that he was participating in a hobby I enjoyed; jogging down a mountain path.
Beyond that... what do I really even know about him?
Not much.